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I remember you said that small people in the streets
often tower above the big ones

That the cellar walls contain
more than the high-rise buildings

I still hear you say, I still hear you say
And you sat there, I was next to you

The cold beer bottle
Felt like it was wrapped around my hand

You tell me of your life and all that stuff
Of your CV with gaps

Slowly is your best friend
I call you “Smiley”
You call me “I don't know”
Because you say I don't know much

You live in the moment
And I somewhere between nowhere

I want to go to Stuttgart
And you to Mexico

You give me your hand, and take me to the beach
Where you build a house of dreams

We count the grains of sand
And build our own city, a castle made of sand

Give me your hand, give me your hand

Today the small are big and the rich are poor
Today the heavy things seem light
Today It'll start
Scream it!
Today It'll start

Today we're all pretty
Today It'll start
SCREAM IT!
Cool at breakfast

You said the best dreams come to you
Lying underneath cherry trees in the park

You keep it simple because that's the way you like it
Luxury is last on your priority list

You spend the money you have
If nothing's left you've just had bad luck

You give me your hand, and take me to the beach
Where you build a house of dreams

We count the grains of sand
And build our own city, a castle made of sand

Give me your hand, give me your hand

Hey smiley where have you gone?
Since your smile has dissapeared
Give me your hand
Give me your hand




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